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neighbourhood Goddess of Hell."

Gosunkugi realized with a start that the Devil was naked, just as she
settled into the furo.  He covered his eyes.

"Don't be stupid, dear boy."  The Devil stretched.  "Curves like this
were meant to be stared at.  Besides, what's one more naked woman after
the tally you racked today?"

"Only two..."

"Oh, and that form your wearing is male?"

Gosunkugi sighed.  "Alright, three.  So why are you here?"

"Well, my dear boy, I first have to say that I'm rather impressed with
your work.  You've managed not to blow your cover, despite several
chances to do so."  She grinned.  "Plus, I've got a bit of advice for
you."

"If it's for feminine hygiene, I'd rather not hear.  I hope to not visit
that long."

"Not at all.  It's about that girl, Akane."  The Devil sighed.  "Quite
frankly, I knew all too well that you didn't have a prayer with her. =

She and the gender bender are far too tight for you to break them up."

"Then why did you allow this wish?"

"I told you.  I'm more interested in corrupting Kasumi."  She grinned. =

"If you waste a week, while I work on Miss Goody Two-Shoes, why, that
doesn't bother me at all.  Besides," she added with a grin, "if you can
make her outside just as corrupt as I hope to make her inside, then all
the better."

Gosunkugi considered this, and sighed.  "Well, I guess that proves
you're the Devil.  So, what should I do instead of pursuing Akane?"

"I can advise you on that as well."  The Devil grinned.  "But there is a
price to pay."

"Well, you already took my balls.  What else could you want?"

"Simple, really.  A minor corruption.  Nothing big.  Just violation of a
vow."

"Whose vow?"

"That redhead you were eyeing in the bath, of course."

"I'll try, how's that?"

"Not nearly good enough."  The Devil's eyes gleamed with fire.  "Making
you promise would be futile;  too many variables at play for a mere
mortal to comprehend.  But I promise you pain if you fail."

"And your advice?"

The Devil laughed.  "Quite simple, really.  Under this roof, you have
two of the most sexually frustrated women in Tokyo.  One of them is
Tendo Kasumi."

"So this horniness isn't just me?"

"There's only so much a puberty soaked male mind can do, and you have
been doing well, just as you should.  Do remember to not fight your
urges."

"I'll leave that for you to figure out..." the woman answered as she
faded into the steam.



***


Gosunkugi knocked lightly on the door, and when no answer was
forthcoming, quickly stepped through into Nabiki's room.

He was certain that the girl had a camera in her room.  He opened the
top drawer on the dresser, then closed it quickly, grabbing his nose.

"Damn, I thought I was used to lingerie...Nabs' collection is a lot
racier than Kasumi's..."

He opened the next drawer and saw several little black books and folders
full of photographs.  'Getting warmer' he thought.

The third drawer revealed, in and among the skirts and slacks, a tiny
camera.  Its film compartment was empty, but he quickly located a roll
of film that matched the camera.

He examined the camera;  it was obviously chosen with espionage in
mind.  Shooting 110 film, it had a variable shutter speed and time delay
feature;  an uncommon combination.

He hurried back to Kasumi's room, then as before, locked the door. =

'Mission or not, if I don't blow off some steam, I'm going to explode.' =

He tossed the robe on the floor, and stepped up to the mirror again.

Gosunkugi was certainly an admirer of the female form, and this form was
one of the finest specimens in a town full of babes.  'I don't think
I'll ever get bored of this.'

He examined the camera.  'Auto advance, auto timed shooting.  Those
Americans make quite the interesting gadgets.'  He loaded the film
cartridge, then set the camera up and checked the timer.

Finally, he settled on a 30 second delay and settled the camera infront
of the mirror.  Satisfied, at least with the camera, Gosunkugi let his
hands fall where they may.

His hands cupped his breasts greedily, and he gasped at the sight in the
mirror.  'Oh, I should have had this set up a while ago.'  =


His frustration had been mounting all day.  He'd spent a fair amount of
the day with Nodoka, and the bath with Akane minutes ago hadn't helped
anything at all.  Not to mention, his glimpse at Nabiki's private
collection.  He had little difficulty picturing the silken scraps of
cloth on Nabiki's body.

His fingers continued his explorations with his eyes, watching as those
soft fingertips squeezed into the soft flesh of Kasumi's bust.  'I
should find some of that in my new size,' he thought as he tweaked his
nipples gently.

He took a step back, and fell backwards against the bed.  His legs stuck
out, bent at the knee, and he allowed them to fall open, exposing all of
Kasumi's secrets to the mirror and the camera.

He heard the shutter click, and grinned, knowing he had just taken what
would be the most prized shot in Nerima.

Gosunkugi sat up on the bed and stretched slowly, as if he was waking
up.   The sound of the shutter again.  He reached over with a hand,
intending to stabilize himself for another cheesecake shot, and his hand
encountered something hard and plastic.  Curious, he pulled the object
from the bedframe.   A quick glance revealed the object and it's
intended function. He could only grin as the shutter sounded again.

"Oh, now this is naughty..."  =


Kasumi's toy, her favourite judging by the fact that it was reasonably
available close to hand.  Purple, studded with bumps, and a good deal
larger than his own cock had been.

Closer examination revealed that it was activated by a switch on the
base.  It leaped to life in his hand as he toggled the switch, and he
grinned.

"And here I thought I already had a top-selling picture..."

It seemed lewd, almost wrong to use Kasumi's voice to say such perverted
things.  "As the Americans say," Gosunkugi stated as he settled back in
the bed, pulsating toy in hand, "So wrong it's right."

The instant that the vibrator met flesh, he realized jarringly that
Kasumi was not the sweet and innocent girl that everyone assumed.

The sensations caused as the vibrator touched the clitoral hood were
blindingly intense.  His own fingers hadn't produced this sort of
effect;  possibly because they were not capable of sixty vibrations per
second.

'I didn't know if Kasumi could fit this monster...maybe she doesn't have
to!'

Another moan shot through him as he worked the tip of the vibrator
against the top of his new equipment in small circles.  He pulled his
freehand up to a breast and roughly fondled it.  Gosunkugi was soon
losing count of the exposures the camera has taken.

He'd already learned from prior experimentation that Kasumi was not
technically a virgin;  his curiosity got the better of him, and he slid
the tip of the toy down to her passage.


***


Cologne had leaped from branch to branch, till she'd reached a vantage
point that allowed her a decent view in through Kasumi's window. =

Kasumi, on the other hand, had been forced to climb.  And her new body
lacked the stamina of the old.

"I'm surprised you could climb a tree like that, girl, especially in a
dress like that," Cologne complimented her new waitress.  =


"My father was sure all his daughters were trained in the art," Kasumi
answered.  "This body is a bit dfferent than what I'm used to, balance
wise, but I can adapt."

"Still, you're going to need to work on your conditioning."  Cologne
frowned.  "Whoever is riding your body, they have the sense to close the
blinds."

Kasumi frowned, and said, "I think I can open them from here."  She
concentrated, and the blinds shifted, allowing a halfway-decent view
into the bedroom.

"Very useful ability," the older woman praised.   =


"I think it's based on the ability to be a voyeur," Kasumi confessed.

"Perhaps.  I think that it would--"  She broke off, as she saw what was
occurring in the bedroom.

"What, what are you seeing?" Kasumi asked as she attempted to get a
better view.

Cologne cackled, and said, "Take a look, girl.  It's nothing you haven't
seen before!"

Kasumi's eyes widened, as she took in the view of...herself.  Lying legs
spread open on the bed, working a vibrator in and out of her body.

"Oh, my."  She blushed, badly enough that she was surprised that she
wasn't glowing.  "I mean...really..."

Cologne rolled her eyes.  "At a moment like this, that's the worst thing
you have to say?"  Her eyes darted to the mirror and the camera set up
in front of it.  "It appears that, whoever your new tenant is, she is
making some...souveniers."


***


Gosunkugi's hips hunched up as the pleasure burned through him.  'To
think she's never gotten laid!' he thought as he pressed on.

His other hand pulled on a nipple, twisting it slightly, the pain and
pleasure mixed in his mind as he worked a quick rhythm.

"More..."  His voice was cracked and fragile.  "Oh, God!"

His hips were bucking against the vibrator in a constant rhythm now,
quite beyond his control.  His orgasm was just as intense as the last,
and lasted quite a bit longer.


***


Cologne watched the scene, and could not help but wipe some sweat from
her brow.  "Definitely not Ranma in there, which would have been my
first bet.  And I'm not sensing a succubus spirit inside either.  No,
that's definitely human."  =


"But who?"

"If I knew that, I would tell you.   There's too much of your own
residual energy in that shell, enough to fool all but the most sensitive
of senses."

 Kasumi paused to consider, but nothing came to mind.  Cologne glanced
over at her.  "Girl.  What are you doing?"

She blinked and looked down...and realized that her hand had crept up
her skirt, and was caressing her own crotch.

Cologne sniffed, and said, "A bit of a Narcissus, eh?"

Kasumi closed her eyes.  "I can't help it...it's all I can think
about..."

"It's the Demon part of you."

"I need..."  Kasumi shook her head.  "I need to find release!"

Cologne sighed.  "Release.  For a Succubus, this is a dangerous thing. =

You can't find it on your own, no matter how hard you try."

"Then I need to find someone else!"

Kasumi dropped from the tree, her fall slowing as she approached the
ground, and then leaped effortlessly over the stone wall.  Cologne
cursed as the lust-crazed girl ran off into the night.


***


"Oh, God!  Saotome-san!"

Nodoka paused at Kasumi's door, one hand raised to knock.  The voice
from within was definitely Kasumi, but the tone...

She lowered her hand, and stepped back.  Staggered back, actually.

There were three Saotomes living under this roof.  She knew that Kasumi
was doing her best to push Ranma and Akane together...but what if...? =

Her son was certainly manly enough to warrant Kasumi's lust.

Her worthless husband, she struck off the list instantly.  Kasumi had a
brain, after all.

Her mind drifted back to the earlier incident in the bath and she felt
her cheeks burn brightly.  What if it were her?

She pushed the thought aside with some difficulty.  She was a married
woman.  Kasumi was a woman, not a man.  She was also only twenty.  Three
very good reasons why Nodoka should not tear off her kimono, knock down
the door, and jump on the bed to--

She slapped herself.  "Bad thoughts.  Very bad."

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